These are relevant references from the Books where Wardens are mentioned.
It is not meant to be anything other than the facts of the matter.
Arrive at your own conclusions.
I wish you well,
There are wardens who watch the trees, guarding against illegal cutting and pasturage, and inspectors who, each year, tally and examine them. The wardens are also responsible, incidentally, for managing and improving the woods. They do such work as thinning and planting, and trimming, and keeping the protective ditch in repair. They are also responsible for bending and fastening certain numbers of young trees so that they will grow into desired shapes, usually to be used for frames, and stem and sternposts. Individual trees, not in the preserves, which are claimed by Port Kar, are marked with the seal of the arsenal. The location of all such trees is kept in a book available to the Council of Captains.
Raiders of Gor Book 6 Page 141
Cuwignaka nodded, recognizing the justice of this view. It was not Hci, so to speak, who was being obeyed, but rather a duly constituted authority, an officer, a constable or warden in such matters.
Blood Brothers of Gor Book 18 Page 11
"But you did not listen," said Hci. "You chose, rather, to deliberately disobey a warden of the hunt."
Blood Brothers of Gor Book 18 Page 67
"You might be spared," he said. "You might be enclosed in a cage, suspended in the piazza. Others might then learn from your fate a lesson. You might be put in a dozen chains and flung into the deepest dungeon in the city. Perhaps then, eventually, you would be forgotten, save perhaps by a warden and some urts. You might even be kept chained in the public tarsk pens, in the mud, for years, there to compete naked, mocked by all, for your swill."
Witness of Gor Book 26 Page 209
The "Tarsk," the pit master, or, to use his more exact title, the depth warden, was still at the table.
Witness of Gor Book 26 Page 302
"It was your aide," I said. "I only conveyed your please to the depth warden. Had I not do so, in some failure to comply with your request, I might have risked serious discipline."
"Nonetheless, I am grateful!" she exclaimed. "You need not, I am sure, have conveyed my pleas. You might even have managed somehow to escape punishment for the inadvertence. Since my care was put in your keeping I have not even seen the depth warden. He might never have known. You might have pretended to misunderstand, or forget, or you might have denied that such pleas were made."
"In such a matter," I said, "your word would be taken over mine."
"How vulnerable are slaves!" she marveled.
"Yes," I said, climbing upward. "We are vulnerable."
"But you could have conveyed my pleas in such a manner as to have had them discounted, or rejected as haughty demands, or such."
I was silent.
"You must have enjoined them upon the depth warden with sympathy."